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At eighteen, Charlotte Page made a life-altering mistake. She wronged a man in an impulsive act that she came to deeply regret, though it led her to her present life as Mrs. Charlotte Harris, owner of Mrs. Harris's School for Young Ladies. Unbeknownst to her, that man is now her anonymous benefactor, the mysterious "Cousin Michael." His masquerade began as preparation for a devastating revenge, but became a labor of love. Now Charlotte desperately needs his help. Can he save her from disaster as his real self without revealing the ugly secret behind his charade? or will the mistakes of both their pasts tear them apart forever?
作者简介 By the time Sabrina Jeffries was eighteen, she'd eaten chicken heads and jellyfish, been chased by a baby elephant, seen countless cobras and pythons, had the entire series of rabies shots, and visited rain forests and rubber plantations. But that wasn't enough excitement for her; to escape her mundane life as a missionary's daughter, she read romance novels.
Now she writes romance novels, and her bestselling, award-winning tales of strong women and sexy, dangerous men have been translated all over the world. Although she now lives in North Carolina with her husband and son, her colorful life has given her plenty of inspiration for more novels.
Visit her website at www.sabrinajeffries.com.
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Richmond, England
November 1824
Charlotte Harris, headmistress and owner of Mrs. Harris's School for Young Ladies, sat at her desk and reread -- twice -- the pleading letter she had composed to Cousin Michael, her anonymous benefactor.
Then she tore it up. What was the point of writing him, when every letter she sent to his solicitor was returned unopened?
She wiped her clammy hands on her skirt. He had to know what desperate straits the school was in -- he knew everything. And until six months ago, he had always told her everything he knew. But after she had pressed him so hard about his identity, he had ended their correspondence. There had not been a word from him since.
The hollow fear that gripped her so often these days made her stomach clench. All right, so perhaps he had good reason to be angry at her. She had agreed not to press him about his anonymity.
Still, how could he abandon them after all this time? He had been part of the school's inception fourteen years ago. Indeed, without him there would be no school. She would probably still be languishing as a teacher at the school in Chelsea, dreaming of the day when she could open her own institution governed by her own curriculum and her own rules.
Now their idiot neighbor, Mr. Pritchard, was about to sweep it all away. He was rumored to be on the verge of selling Rockhurst, the estate adjoining the school's property, to the owner of a racecourse in Yorkshire. She could just see it -- rough men flocking to bet on the races, spilling onto the school's lawn and accosting her girls.
How could Cousin Michael stand by and let it happen? He owned this property. Did he not care if she was forced out?
She sucked in a breath. That was what hurt the most -- the possibility that he was letting it happen so he could gain higher rents. From the beginning, her rent had been lowe
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